I lay my head back and the world begins to spin
as it always has
and undoubtedly always does
Though seems as if to be spinning greater
in the recent years —
More unapologetic,
always on a constant of uproar and buzz
Photo by Youssef Aboutaleb on Unsplash
where I am left more dazed and drained than I ever had to begin with
Of all the glimmer and golds set before me
I desire —
No —
Aspire
but one thing in simplicity entirely:
A love as patient as spring
where time begins to exist ceaselessly enough
that I am welcomed to blossom
once the stars have spoken
To have a love as the innocence of the joys of summer
where I feel utmost infinite; undeniably free
A love where the warmth of golden honey fluxes throughout my veins blooming of flower upon flower
Vulnerable as the opened petal to the buzzing bee
I merely wish to be freed
I lay my head back and the world begins to spin
as it always has
and undoubtedly always does
Though seems as if to be spinning greater
in the recent years —
More unapologetic,
always on a constant of uproar and buzz
where I am always left more dazed and drained than I ever had to begin with
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This post was previously published on medium.com.
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